But a few minutes after he tasted the first drops of pre-come, Chad pulled the cover off and grabbed the sides of his head. Chad's dick was still in Treston's mouth, and he glanced up without moving his head. Chad made a face and said, "You gotta stop, man. I'm close and I wanna fuck."
Treston tried to smile, but it wasn't easy with a mouth full of dick. He shook his head no and pressed his tongue harder against the bottom of Chad's shaft.
Chad's legs opened wider and he tried to sit up. He was still holding Treston's face when he said, "Seriously, man. I can't hold back. You have to stop right now." He started to laugh. "Let go or I'm going to come and it's going to be your fault."
Normally, Treston would have stopped. He wanted Chad to fuck him and he usually responded well to the orders men gave him in bed. But he found all this so amusing, and the look on Chad's face was so adorable, he pushed Chad's hands away from his head and started sucking his dick even harder.
Though Treston had been through a lot in the past, and with more men than he could count, he'd never had man come and laugh at the same time. He'd been with men who'd cried after they came; he'd been with men who'd screamed, cursed, and grunted. One guy he'd known had whistled when he climaxed, and a German tourist once yodeled. But Treston had never with a man who'd laughed out loud the moment he blew his load. And even though Chad tried to control himself to the point where his face turned red and he looked as if he was in serious pain, he eventually realized Treston had no intention of letting go and he stopped fighting him.
The instant the head of Chad's dick expanded in Treston's mouth, Treston glanced up to see what was happening. As he continued to suck without breaking the momentum, Chad's legs shuddered again, his upper body jerked forward, and his arms went up above his head. He was shaking his head and saying no but he wasn't fighting Treston anymore. When he came, his face turned red and he laughed so hard Treston had to keep himself from laughing right along with him.
A second later, Chad fell backward and took a deep breath. While Treston continued to suck, he grabbed the back of Treston's head and shook it gently. "That wasn't fair. You're an evil little person. You know I'm not as young as I used to be and I wanted to fuck you. I might not be able to get it up again as fast as you'd like. I told you I'm on a twenty-four-hour cycle."
Chad seemed so preoccupied about his age and how long it took to get it up again, Treston felt a tug in his heart. Treston didn't want to put that kind of pressure on the man. He stopped sucking, climbed up on Chad's body, and straddled his waist. He reached out with both hands and held Chad's face. "I wanted you to come that way. I don't give a damn how long it takes for you to get it up again. I really don't mind. I have never seen anyone come and laugh at the same time and I think it's adorable. For a first-rate asshole, you have a damn nice sense of humor."
Chad blinked. "Well, that's another first. I've been called a lot of things by a lot of people, but never adorable, especially not in bed. I'm not sure whether or not to take it as a compliment or an insult. Are you making fun of an older guy?"
Treston caressed his face and smiled. "It's a compliment. But just so you don't worry, I'll put it a different way. I've never seen an insensitive, thoughtless asshole like you come and laugh at the same time." He leaned forward and kissed his chest. "Is that better?"
"I can live with it," Chad said. "But now I feel guilty because you didn't get off. I was planning to fuck your brains out, bitch."
Treston waved his arm; he knew he was joking again. "Oh, don't worry. I'm fine."
Chad laughed and slapped his ass. "I could pee on you."
Treston's eyebrows arched. "I could kick you in the ass."
"Calm down. I'm only joking. I'm not into pee either. I just thought you might be."
Treston shook his head. "Nope. Not my thing, bud. I don't judge, but I'd rather sit through a Broadway musical than be peed on, thank you."
"What kind of a fag are you?" Chad asked. "You don't like Broadway and you're not into piss."
"I'm the kind of fag who knows who he is," Treston said.
Chad laughed. "I could fuck you with a dildo."
"That could be fun," Treston said. "But I'd rather wait until you get your tired old dick up again."
Chad smiled. "Oh, that was brutal. I should spank you for that."
Before Treston could reply, there was a loud knock on the door and someone shouted, "Are you there, sweetie-pie? It's pussycat. Please open the door. I'm so sorry for what happened before."
Treston said, "Who's sweetie-pie?"